All alone

Lonely is what I feel, Even in a room filled with people I “ know” it sucks to not feel at home I hate the feeling I hate it all, Wishing I could be invisible. In this world full of strangers all along In a four wall room with the door wide open. But only that bell is the one that dismisses us all Time goes slow, the ticks are what I hear But yet the time is not near Time being the most precious thing Yet I wanted to fly. Everyone smiling, everyone laughing at the stupidest things Yet I so out of place sit here in the corner of this room. I hate the feeling I hate it all So out of place and I so alone.

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